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I guess if a sandwich
could be a superhero, it would reside at Wonder Foods. This is more
a commentary on the name than it is on the quality of the grub. I
guess in the world of retarded restaurant names, there are certainly
worse, but seriously... Ironically (and not coincidently, as I'm feeling
kinda Alanis Morissette today) I did see a woman who looked suspiciously
like Lynda Carter ordering one of those salads that she probably thought
was dietetic just because it's a salad, but is, in fact, more fattening
than two Big Macs dipped in Magic Shell. That wigged me out a little.
What wigged me out even more is when Wonderwoman starred in a TV
movie as a Playboy bunny--but that's a window into my adolescence
that I'd rather not go into in this forum. This place is like the
Hall of Sandwiches (yeah it's another nerdy Justice League joke),
with its cavernous rows of breaded lunches. And then there's the salads
and that other counter that nobody seems to visit. It's like the hot
pasta bar or something--and none of these wacky carb-concious stick
figures want that crap. I mean the only folks even ordering paninis
are dudes and a couple secretaries in control top pantyhose. The joint
is high-ceilinged and colorful and gives off a nice, clean feel that
is both pleasant and uninspiring. We'll see how long this place lasts
in this giant space. Mark my words. Mark my words. [MF]
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